In my transformation, I was fooled by the spicy chicken system to do things

Qi Tong didn't talk to Concubine Zheng the whole time. After he left, Concubine Zheng sighed silently, but seeing Qin Huang's brows furrowed tightly, she didn't continue to lose her temper.

She gently massaged Qin Huang's head, and comforted him softly, "Your Majesty, rest assured, it may not have anything to do with An Chengbo."

These words not only did not reassure Emperor Qin, but frowned even deeper, he held Concubine Zheng's hand and said: "Concubine Concubine Zheng, you don't understand, this imperial brother of mine might really be able to do this."

"Then what is the emperor planning to do?"

Qin Huang smiled helplessly: "What can I do? If you don't mention me, I'm just a brother. If you only talk about the affairs of Dayuan Mansion, you can't do without him. What can I do with him?"

"Your majesty, the concubine is worried about Axue now."

"What happened to her?" Qin Huang asked in confusion.

Concubine Zheng said with a sad face while helping Emperor Qin hold her shoulders: "Your Majesty, you really don't understand your little daughter. Do you know how many people she killed in the past two years? You didn't realize that her temper became more and more serious." Is it getting weirder?

She was able to kill those members of the Liu family in the street, which means that this incident made her very angry. Are you not worried about what she will do after knowing the truth? "

"My concubine is worrying too much, Axue has a childish character and has such a high level of martial arts, so of course she wants to follow the example of a knight in punishing rape and eradicating evil.

After she passes this period of freshness, she won't care anymore. "

Emperor Qin obviously didn't care about Concubine Zheng's words.

Concubine Zheng sighed secretly,

I hope so!

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At night, the lights of Xianyang are dim, and the night does not stop the people of Xianyang from pursuing nightlife.

There is no curfew in Daqin, so the people squander their enthusiasm wantonly.

And in this era when entertainment facilities are extremely scarce, brothel art hall is undoubtedly the best place to show your enthusiasm.

From scholars and scholars to traffickers and pawns, they all love to chat about life with bold ladies and sisters.

Ying Xueer led Xiaoying to stand in front of a brothel called "Chunyan Tower". As a time traveler, Ying Xueer had long wanted to see what this brothel looked like.

So she looked curiously at the scantily clad beauty at the door, smiling and taking care of the passing customers.

Ying Xueer raised her foot and wanted to go in, Xiaoying blushed and grabbed her hand, Xiaoying planned to struggle again, "Ms... Miss, you are a daughter, and I'm afraid to come here as you..."

"No problem!" Ying Xueer waved her hand chicly, "I'll just go in and have a look, don't cause trouble!"

Xiaoying: "..." Who cares if you cause trouble or not!

Tomorrow, if there are rumors that the little princess of Daqin is visiting the brothel, the royal family will lose face!

By the way, what is going on with your expectant look?

Ying Xueer didn't care about Xiaoying's inner hysteria, she walked towards the "Spring Swallow Tower" openly.

The old bustard who entertained guests at the door suddenly saw a beautiful girl walking towards her, she was stunned, and the girl entered the building.

The madam was so frightened that she hurried forward to stop her, "Miss, it's not suitable for you to come here. If you need someone, I can help you."

It's not that no women have come to the brothel, but most of the women who come to the brothel are to arrest their husbands, and this will cause a lot of trouble.

As an "experienced" person, the madam subconsciously felt that Ying Xue'er was here to make trouble.

Ying Xue'er clearly saw what the old bustard was thinking, she smiled slightly, "Sister, don't worry, I'm really a guest"

While talking, Ying Xueer called Xiaoying to come forward, Xiaoying took out the money from her purse and gave it to the old bustard with a dark face.

Seeing the 50 taels of silver, the madam burst into joy, "Miss please, girls. Hurry up and greet the guests!"

Chapter 96 Poetry Club

Following the greeting of the procuress, several charming, delicate, glamorous, or gentle women walked up to Ying Xueer with small steps.

The old bustard pointed at Ying Xueer and told the girls: "Serve this young lady well for me."

When these words came out, the beauties were stunned. They thought they were here to greet the young master, but they found out that the guest was a girl prettier than them.

They were completely at a loss in their hearts at this time.

But after all, they are professional, the beauties quickly adjusted their status, and immediately surrounded Ying Xueer to chatter.

Xiaoying: "..." Hmph!Coquettish see goods.

"Hahahaha!" Ying Xueer sat down in the hall with her arms around one of them proudly.

After she was seated, Ying Xueer acted like a regular customer, while enjoying the service and feeding of the beauties, she dishonestly touched her face and her chest.

From time to time, it attracts the voices of beauties.

She really enjoyed the luxury, but it was hard for the girls, they tried hard to endure the physical and psychological awkwardness, with smiles on their faces.

It can be said to be smiling on the face and mmp in the heart.

Being molested by the same sex is disgusting, but being molested by the same sex who is prettier than oneself is even more disgusting.

The girls in the brothel felt uncomfortable, and Xiaoying felt equally uncomfortable. She drank silently with a dark face, which made people feel inexplicably sad.

My princess is too troublesome, she will definitely be scolded by Concubine Zheng when she goes back... Woooooo!

They are uncomfortable, but the male guests in the brothel can feast their eyes.

The beautiful beauties and some well-qualified beauties behaved intimately, cheek to cheek, mouth... um, haven't kissed yet.

Where have they ever had this experience, they couldn't bear it any longer.

No way, nosebleeds are coming out!

Because of Ying Xue'er's fussy and unreasonable operations, many brothels and red houses didn't get out of bed the next day tonight.

Since then, all the brothels in Chang'an City have agreed to a resolution-women and dogs are not allowed to enter!

Of course, this is a follow-up.

Ying Xue'er obviously didn't think how much impact her own face would have on the man.

The men were so excited by her, but none of them dared to strike up a conversation.

Just kidding, people who can afford to spend in one of the four brothels in Chang'an City are either lucky or expensive.

As for those in the upper class, they generally don't act like sperm and brains to molest in public the beauties who seem to be from a good background and who come to the brothel to mess around.

The higher your status, the more you will pay attention to your own image, even if your heart is blackened, you must be elegant and dignified on the surface.

These are the high-level "game" rules.

By the way, this beautiful woman is really stunning, she should make a good plan, and it is worth it to go to the cloud and die together.

This is the voice of the men present.

Of course Ying Xueer didn't know that she was being raped by others, if she knew she would send them to hell first.

"Everyone be quiet, Miss Concubine Xu is going to hold a poetry meeting tonight. Which guest official's poems can be liked by Miss Concubine Xu will be her guest of honor."

The news shouted by the boy made the atmosphere in the lobby instantly hot, and everyone was so excited that it was hard to contain themselves.

"Miss Feixu! That capital city is one of the four great oirans!"

"Yes, yes! I heard that it is not easy for the ministers of the court to see her."

"I heard that Miss Feixu is very talented, if it wasn't for being a daughter, she would be the number one scholar in the exam."

"Wonder who's going to get her first tonight."

"Cut, why are you pretending to be noble!"

"That's right, a prostitute pretends to be a young lady."

"Keep your mouth clean, don't lose your identity for nothing."

"..." "..."

"Poetry meeting?" Ying Xue'er was hugging a rather glamorous beauty. She would be a little confused when she heard poetry. Doesn't this Da Qin not pay attention to poetry?

Ying Xueer turned her head and asked the beauty in her arms, "Sister, do you have any requirements for writing this poem?"

As soon as these words came out, the beautiful woman in her arms laughed out loud, and teased: "Could it be that my little sister is still interested in fighting for Miss Concubine Xu?"

"Hmph!" Ying Xue'er snorted, "Can't you? My fair lady, what a gentleman!"

"But you are a woman, and a beautiful woman."

Ying Xueer: "..."

Ying Xueer suddenly wilted.

Only then did she remember that she is a girl, so what's the use of getting an oiran?Can see but can't eat, cheating ah!

Seeing the little girl drooping her head with a look of lovelessness on her face, the beauties present felt amused.

After getting along for a period of time, these beauties no longer feel awkward just now, but find this little girl who is trying to behave like a man very interesting.

They really liked her a little bit, of course not that kind of liking...

Seeing that Ying Xueer lost interest, they hurriedly cheered up the atmosphere, which made Ying Xueer feel better for a while.

While Ying Xueer was joking with the beauties, the poetry meeting officially started.

Ying Xueer was stunned when she heard someone call out her poem.

Fuck!This Nima is also called poetry?Are you sure you're not feeding poison?By the way, do you have any misunderstandings about poetry?

"The spring breeze blows willows and swallows on their way home, and Xiaosheng's mood is hard to relax. I'm afraid that the beautiful woman's face will be difficult to see, and I only hope that the pillow will be the same in this life."

"The beautiful woman's face is so beautiful, and the fairy is so affectionate..."

"A person is beautiful, full of love and affection. A frown and a smile touch your heart."

"..."

Listen, listen, is this fucking poetry?It's just an insult to the word poetry.

The more Ying Xue'er listened, the more painful she became, and she was about to commit embarrassment.

So she couldn't help it, she slapped the table and stood up, reciting aloud:

"The situation in the world is thin, the human relationship is evil, the rain sends the evening flowers easy to fall. The dawn wind is dry, and the tears are left behind. If you want to express your thoughts, you can talk alone. Difficult, difficult, difficult!

People become different, today is not yesterday, sick souls are often like swings.The sound of the horn is cold, and the night is fading.Afraid of being asked questions, swallowing tears and pretending to be happy.Hide, hide, hide! "

Ying Xueer's cold and shy voice of a little girl, just uttered the first sentence, the whole room fell silent, and when the whole sentence was finished,

There was an uproar in the hall!

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

"This poem is so sad to hear!"

"I want to cry for no reason."

"The poem is good, but it's a bit off from today's theme!"

"Have you noticed that the meter of this poem is so strange."

"That's right, what genre is this?"

Listening to the discussion, Ying Xueer smiled.

Hehe, the poems that my teacher recites casually will crush you. .

That's right, Zhou Yanyan read this poem to Ying Xue'er. As for why Zhou Yanyan read this poem... Cough cough, don't say it, don't say it.

The lobby was still lively, it was the first time that everyone heard such a beautiful poem (ci), and from time to time someone came to strike up a conversation with Ying Xueer.

Ying Xue'er didn't bother to pay attention, and she just led Xiaoying out of the crowd and left.

In the warm pavilion of the brothel, when Fei Xu heard Ying Xueer's words, she ran out immediately and stood on the railing on the second floor, just in time to see Ying Xueer's back leaving.

Feixu immediately burst into tears, this poem deeply touched the sadness in her heart, but this sadness has nowhere to vent...

"Miss, you are really good, and you can also compose poems. That poem sounds so beautiful." Xiaoying immediately turned into a fan girl, worshiping Ying Xue'er.

Ying Xueer smiled faintly, and she patted Xiaoying's head, "That's not poetry, that's called poetry."

"???" Xiaoying tilted her head and thought for a while, but she didn't understand what the word was, so she didn't intend to dwell on this question. She asked Ying Xueer: "Miss, does it have a name?"

"Phoenix with a hairpin head · The love of the world is thin"

"The world is poor? A good name, but it's a bit too sad."